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August 28, 2006

Filling the Fridge

The act of moving sucks. The planning, the worry, the packing, the moving, the unpacking, making decisions, getting stuff set up and all sucks.

But one of the things I hate the most about moving is that initial trip to the grocery store. When your refrigerator and cabinets are completely bare except for that left over chinese or pizza.

So I made the dreaded trip, on Sunday. I don't know what it is that makes people feel like they have to do this on Sunday, but I am obviously not alone as it seems half the population was at the store with me.

I made a very messy list of items I would need that aren't my usual items. I looked through cookbooks for ideas of new things to try on my quest of not eating out anymore. So, as I made it through each aisle, my cart became more and more full. You would have thought I had a family at home. But I don't.

I think I may have figured out one of the reasons I hate to cook and/or hate to grocery shop. They make too many variations of things now. Sugars, oils, seasonings, cheeses, juices, ziploc bags....there are just too many types. Hell, I stood there for a minute looking at the 50 types of canned tomato sauces. I wanted plain tomato sauce; no added spices, not paste, none of that. Plain. It was in the bottom right side of the display. Is that not a normal thing to buy anymore??

And I don't understand the prices of seasonings. Seriously, $35 of it was seasonings, oils, etc. The stuff you usually only buy once. And that was with me still having many of the basics from storage. (If I get terribly sick sometime this week...we know that seasonings are not good packed in an outdoor storage unit in the Arizona desert for a year)

I got 3/4 through the store and was reminded of the days when my mother would have 2 shopping carts going through the commissary. There is no way I would/could do that. I'd make two trips.

Which so happens....I did. I had to be at home by 3:30 to await the delivery of my new kitchen table (and my first). A couple of aisles before the frozen foods, I had to just go with what I had.

I was missing frozen foods, fruits and veggies, and meats. That trip would just have to wait for later.

And I'm dreading it. If it's another $250 grocery bill, I will faint.

Posted by Sissy at August 28, 2006 08:49 AM | TrackBack

One never goes grocery shopping on a sunday because that is when the rest of the world goes grocery shopping.

Never go saturday morning unless it's before 8am as that it when the moms who couldn't go during the week go with their broad of kids.

Weekday mornings before 10am or weekday nights after 6pm is the best times to go.

The ultimate time to go? Friday night, the store is bare of people. It's great.

Posted by: Quality Weenie at August 28, 2006 11:06 AM

How did you spend that much for one person? I don't spend half that to feed hubby, baby & I! WOW!

Posted by: Jody at August 28, 2006 07:13 PM

Actually, there is a Publix in Vinings where all the single people go on Sundays.
QW- she's single, she needs to put herself where boys will be and increase the chances of meeting a nice guy. I'd much rather meet a guy in the meat section than a bar. So many questions to ask to start the conversation. ;-)

Posted by: Morrigan at August 28, 2006 08:42 PM

That's the worst part - and believe it or not...I still haven't stocked. Not.At.All.

I've got to just bite the bullet and get 'er done but OUCH......

Posted by: Tammi at August 28, 2006 08:57 PM

In Pensacola, they used to have singles night at the local grocery store and they used to play games like toss the doughnut on the banana. No shit.

Posted by: Bou at August 28, 2006 09:48 PM

Morrigan- She should meet him in the meat section? Why not the frickin' melon section. "Excuse me, which size melon do you think is best?" Or "Excuse me which size meat do you think is best?"

Posted by: Bou at August 28, 2006 09:50 PM

Geez...I've met guys and Best Buy, auto shops, and even liquor stores. But not grocery stores. Grocery shopping takes too much thought/attention for me, as I posted. I hate it! I don't see myself meeting someone at the grocery store.

Plus, usually I go up to the store really quick to pick something up and when I do....I look like ass! And at this moment, I know Morrigan is yelling! But I do.

Posted by: Sissy at August 28, 2006 09:55 PM

as man is picking up pork tenderloin Sissy says, "Excuse me but I personally enjoy the 12 inch pork loin.

Posted by: Morrigan at August 28, 2006 09:56 PM

Or as he's picking up a melon, "Excuse me, but really, don't you think that melon is too big? You know what they say about more than a mouthful..."

Posted by: Bou at August 28, 2006 09:57 PM

"Ya know I prefer to beat my meat."

Posted by: Morrigan at August 28, 2006 09:58 PM

Or in the produce section, "Excuse me, How can you tell if a cucumber is too big?"

Posted by: Bou at August 28, 2006 10:00 PM

In the poultry aisle, "Are you a breast or leg man?"

Posted by: at August 28, 2006 10:01 PM

How many boxes of jello do you think it takes to fill a tub?

Posted by: Bou at August 28, 2006 10:03 PM

"How many bottles of you do you prefer when wrestling?"

Posted by: Morrigan at August 28, 2006 10:03 PM


"How many bottles of oil do you prefer when wrestling?"

Posted by: Morrigan at August 28, 2006 10:03 PM

In the cleaning section of the store, "Which product do you think works best for removing protein stains?"

Posted by: Bou at August 28, 2006 10:05 PM

"Do you prefer chocolate or whipped cream?"

Posted by: Morrigan at August 28, 2006 10:05 PM

I think I'd get locked up as some pervert if I used these!

Posted by: Sissy at August 28, 2006 10:07 PM

Wow, these comments are sounding like a porno script.

Posted by: Sissy at August 28, 2006 10:07 PM

Oh! Oh! Oh! How do you like your Tuna?

Posted by: Bou at August 28, 2006 10:09 PM

"Do you like pancakes for breakfast?"

Posted by: Morrigan at August 28, 2006 10:10 PM

Really, the possibilities are endless...

Posted by: Bou at August 28, 2006 10:11 PM

See there Sissy...I see a promising trip to Publix in your future.

Posted by: Morrigan at August 28, 2006 10:12 PM

Hey - I'll be callin' on Publix corporate in a few months. Maybe I outta suggest a "special singles section" be added to the stores. ;-)

Posted by: Tammi at August 29, 2006 05:50 AM

Bou and Mo are cracking me up - I'm going to laugh during my first big grocery store trip once we move next week :) I remember when Spurs moved to Vinings and went to that Publix for the first time in his sweat pants, tshirt and ball cap - he never went on a Sunday again and all he could think was Wow do people in the ATL really dress like this everytime they go to the grocery store - and - Wow are there this many hot women in this town? But I'm with Sissy, I have to concentrate so much when I'm shopping since I'm not the cook in the house - I have to make sure I'm buying the correct things for Spurs or I won't be getting dinner that night :)

Posted by: Napster at August 29, 2006 09:03 AM

Years ago, there was a Kroger in Buckhead on Piedmont, just north of Peachtree. They called it the Disco Kroger (well, it was the '80's) because it was adjacent to the Limelight, a Big-Deal Disco. The Kroger swarmed with attractive, horny single people...many of whom were there to buy toothbrushes. Heh.

Posted by: Elisson at August 29, 2006 09:04 PM

Wow, couldn't think of a single thing to say so I'm going to post something I read awhile back on someone's site. W

While sporting a big smile and holding a bottle of honey in one hand and a banana in the other ask the desired guy if he's seen 6 1/2 weeks.

If the answer is yes, you need not say more. If the answer is no, wait for the next guy.

Posted by: michele at August 30, 2006 12:02 AM

I was about to mention the Disco Kroger myself... there still is one, but it's down around Ansley Square and I don't go there.

If you want to take a risk and head to the mountains...

"What's the best way to lard my chitlins?"

Posted by: RSM at August 30, 2006 06:20 AM

QW: Friday night is date night at the Super Walmart in this area...except since the hurricanes, we've had a huge influx of Mexicans. So Sissy would have to know some Spanish to meet the men.

(Note to Sissy: in TexMex Spanish-lingo, 'huevos' doesn't necessarily mean also means 'testicles' be prepared if you ask a man where the huevos are!!)

Posted by: Mrs_Who at August 30, 2006 06:45 AM

Or how about:

Is your pickup a regular size or do you have to have an extended cab?

Posted by: RSM at August 30, 2006 07:34 AM

I spent 12 years of my life in the grocery business, Sadly most of the women I picked up there were married. (not a proud time of my life) I also met my ex-wife in a grocery store... (long, deep, heavy sigh)
However, as a single man (and a Hell of a cook) a quick suggestion. Meat: buy family-packs and freezer bags and split into individual meals. I take two porkchops (or flank steaks or breast strips or whatever) and place side by side in a bag (On top of each other they stick together and take longer to thaw). You can also marinate them (along with peppers onions &tc) as you package them, then you can just throw them in a pan without waiting for them to thaw at all. Also if you need a bigger meal, you can just take out more packages.
Using this method and an envelope of lipton flavored noodles (or rice) and an odd vegitable or two I can make an actual meal for myself for $2-$3 in around 15 mins.
Oh, and as for meeting guys you can shun the use of lines. Just give a smile and say "hi". As a whole men are pretty easy to pick up. (although I would love to meet a girl tough enough to use some of the lines they threw out...)

Posted by: K-nine at August 30, 2006 04:05 PM

Satnd in the freezer section, until you are nice and perky....walk through the store and ask people...

"do you like my tits?"

Posted by: armywifetoddlermom at August 31, 2006 09:23 AM

Sissy - Hope you enjoyed the Crippleanche.

Armywife - Is that the voice of experience?

Posted by: Denny at August 31, 2006 12:43 PM

Well I need a shower now.

Might leave the hot tap off on this one.

Posted by: Murray at August 31, 2006 06:30 PM

Serious, go to the meat section and say, "I need a nice thick, firm piece of meat to fill me."

Yep, either that or go to the liqour section and say, "I can't remember what removes my clothes faster, beer or rum. Eh, I'll just get both."

Posted by: Contagion at August 31, 2006 08:27 PM

Good Gawd. Get Bou and Morrigan away from Bou's kids, and all hell breaks loose. And ArmyWife, you are a caution, yes you are!

Posted by: Elisson at September 1, 2006 10:19 AM

Go to the freezer section for a box of popscicles while exclaiming, "I can get a whole one in my mouth at one time now that I don't have that gag reflex anymore!" Repeat same in produce with bananas and cucumbers!

Posted by: oddybobo at September 1, 2006 02:42 PM


Did you just bring up the notorious lack of gag reflex?

Now that is dangerous....

Mo, did you ever ask your Mom if it was heriditary?

Posted by: armywifetoddlermom at September 1, 2006 03:22 PM

AWTM: Ummm... no we didn't ask. And I think it is just me. I don't think Mo will jump on that bandwagon publicly. Heh!

Elisson: Yeah, our Mom is so proud right now!

Posted by: Bou at September 1, 2006 03:59 PM

EGAD- Sorry Mom! I am clearly the sweet daughter who was pulled into this by the impressionable older sister. I am not the one who admits to the lack of gag reflex. *halo*

Posted by: Morrigan at September 1, 2006 08:23 PM

I used to live down the street from the Disco Kroger back in the 80's. It was always a pretty interesting area.

Just stand near the exit: "Would you like some help carrying your meat?"

Posted by: Richard at September 1, 2006 09:34 PM